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Sometimes I think of old friendsBut they all seem the sameThen I see them and they can't remember my nameI guess I'm just like themI guess I'm just a boreI could hate them but I've never done that beforeI've got lots of good friendsI don't want anymore

And sometimes when you lie to meSometimes I'll lie to youAnd there isn't a thing you could possibly doAll these half-destroyed livesAren't as bad as they seemBut now I see blood and I hear people screamThen I wake upAnd it's just another bad dream

And I can't help myself by feeling sorryBecause I gave up every chance I hadAnother movementIt's just another fadLike a cry for helpIn a world gone mad

And I can't help myself by feeling sorryBecause I gave up every chance I hadAnother movementIt's just another fadLike a cry for help in a world gone mad